Happy Birthday, Buddy.

Our German Shepherd turns 14 on November 16th. He used to be quite ferocious and took seriously his job of guarding me when Hubby was out (which we never trained him to do). We took him to the vet once, and upon hearing barks and loud clattering, we ran to the back of the clinic. There, crab-walking backwards, was the veterinarian. Our big guy was charging him, but on seeing us, he turned tail (pun intended) and hid under a desk. “He was fine until I tried to take his temperature!” said the vet. Right. Let’s stick that in your behind and see how you like it. Anyway, to the tune of Frozen’s “Do You Wanna Build a Snowman,” my birthday song for the best dog ever (imagine him snoozing in front of the stove while I sit against the kitchen door):

Do you wanna chase a postman?
Come on, let’s go and play
Why don’t you bark loud anymore
Come out the door
It’s like you’ve gone away
We used to be best buddies
Now you just nap
I wish you would tell me why

Do you want to chase a postman?
It doesn’t have to be a postman.
Do you want to bite a postman?
Back that vet up against the wall?
I think all your vaccines are overdue…
The vet tech misses you
We’ll catch him in the haaaaaaaall
Dad bought you some big bones, he
Wants to see you too
We’re watching the hours tick by
Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock

Please, you’re such a big dog
You used to startle ev’ryone
They saw your big teeth
And that scary face
But all you do is sleep
Please let me in

We only have each other
It’s just you and me
What are we gonna do?
Do you want to bite a postman?